I remember when
there was a time
when I used to feel
like I had no place in the world,
and I'd cry spontaneously and
no one knew why.
But also, swimming in my memories
alongside the crying and not belonging
is a girl who accepted me as I was,
and let me become her friend.
Just one person was capable
of eliminating the thundercloud
over my head,
and making me feel like I fit in
this big vast world,
and I did so with a smile on my face.
[to whoever is reading this: just some late night half asleep poetry for y'all. inspired by an old friend of mine named Jessica.]
YOU ARE READING
cloud nine
Poetry❝you are my cloud nine.❞ [a collection of poetry and prose in verse- its sole purpose to make that wonderful smile of yours appear.]
